Rong Hua's body shakes for a while, his eyes are as big as a bell, full of anger, Su, Xiao, anger, resentment, hate.

These emotions, in a moment, all gathered together, rushed to her head, and then condensed into a flame, "rub" on the fire.

Let her go!

She's Rong Hua. He told her to go away!

This home was built by Rong Hua. Without her, where would it come from today's Yi family and his Yi Jianzhang.

Yi Jianzhang glares at her angrily, turns around and walks towards the stairs. He doesn't want to face her any more, and he doesn't want to say another word to her.

Rong Hua at the moment the whole person is not good, like a manic lioness in general, the brain constantly echoed the words of Yi Jianzhang - you go!

And then there's something else - I wish it wasn't your son!

Then there is Rong Si's provocation and publicity in front of her.

And Rong Zheng, the self destruction she saw.

In her mind, the constant interaction echoes, and then interweave and replace each person's face.

Every face is so ugly and ferocious, like a devil's face, and every face is laughing at her, laughing at her incompetence.

Rong Hua completely collapsed, picked up a crystal fruit tray on the tea table and threw it at Yi Jianzhang without hesitation.

Because he was too excited and angry, the fruit pan flew out of his hand and hit Yi Jianzhang's leg instead of his head.

The power of the fruit tray was much stronger than that of the ashtray. Yi Jianzhang staggered fiercely, bent his knees toward him, and almost knelt down.

Looking at the broken fruit plates on the ground and the faint pain coming from his legs, Yi Jianzhang tightened his eyebrows, turned his eyes and glared at Rong Hua with a fishy red, "Rong Hua, are you crazy?"

If the fruit plate hit him in the head, wouldn't he have lost half his life?

She's really crazy. It's not enough to hurt so many people. Now Yi Meiling is still lying in a critical condition and doesn't wake up.

Before, Xingzhi was broken by her head and sewed more than ten stitches. Now she hit him with a fruit plate!

But Rong Hua didn't regret and fear at all. Instead, she turned red and stared at Yi Jianzhang with her murderous eyes. "Yes, I'm crazy. I'm driven crazy by you! You'd better not force me or make me angry, otherwise I don't know what drastic things I will do! "

Yi Jianzhang looks at her in horror. Her face is full of strangeness and exclusion. What's more, you are looking at a monster and a devil.

Rong Huasen stares at him, turns around and walks towards the door. Then the sound of the car driving away comes from the yard.

The car was flying on the road. Rong Hua held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, looked straight ahead, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards a familiar direction.

Her eyes were full of anger and resentment, as if she had no soul and intelligence, and looked straight ahead like a ghost.

As the car gets closer and closer to a destination, Rong Hua comes back.

Squeak a sharp brake to stop the car.

Leaning against the back of the chair, holding the steering wheel in both hands, gasping.

She can't go. At this time, she can't go by car.

Take a deep breath, ease your strength, turn the car around and drive in the other direction.

Behind an ordinary Volkswagen car, all the way to follow her, and keep a proper distance between her, did not let Rong Hua found all the way to follow her.

Rong Hua's car finally drove into Rong house.

After the old man left, there was only one old servant in charge of the house, taking care of it every day.

At this time, the old servant had already fallen asleep. Rong Hua entered the house by herself, dragging her two heavy legs and walking towards the second floor with heavy steps.

The east room on the second floor is Rong Zheng's and Qin Tianen's.

Later, after Rong Zheng and Qin Tianen divorced, Rong Zheng lived alone until he left with Ding Xinmin half a year later.

Although the old man said that he had never given birth to this son, he was always looking forward to his return.

so, as like as two peas, the house of Rong Zheng is being cleaned every day for the past 20 years, keeping the same layout as before he left home.

Rong Hua did not return to her own room before, but entered Rong Zheng's room.

Looking at all the familiar things in the room, her thoughts were very complicated, and she poured out again.

Since Qin Tianen entered Rong's house, she has never entered the house. Even if later, they divorced, only Rong Zheng a person, she has never entered this room.

Rong Hua thinks that the room has been occupied by Qin Tianen, which is with the smell of Qin Tianen, which she doesn't like and dislikes.

As long as it's something she dislikes or dislikes, she won't even slant her eyes.

However, at this moment, she had an impulse to stay in this room.She wants to get the feeling of Rong Zheng here, have him, aftertaste the emotion between them, that is not mixed into the emotion of Qin Tianen and Ding Xinmin.

She lies on the big bed and imagines that she has Rong Zheng, but all that comes out of her mind is Qin Tianen.

Qin Tian'en used to lie on this bed, and Qin Tian'en and Rong Zheng are doing the action between husband and wife on this bed.

It was on this bed that Qin Tianen was pregnant with Rong Si.

Qin Tianen showed off in front of her, publicized her victory, and despised her with sarcastic eyes.

Qin Tianen is a winner, but she is just a loser.

She is still a failure.

"Ah With a roar, Rong Hua sat up from the bed and jumped away.

It seems that the bed is a disgusting dirt in general, she lay on it, will only dirty her, but also make her more disgusting.

She even saw Qin Tianen lying on the bed, only wearing a sexy Pajama, looking at her with provocative and proud eyes, and then laughing at her incompetence.

Rong Hua covers her head with her hands and forces her to stop looking at the bed and thinking about Qin Tianen.

Now Rong Zheng is in her hands, and Qin Tianen has divorced him. She is the ultimate winner, and Qin Tianen is the failure. People

she lost not only Rong Zheng, but also her own son.

Rong Si didn't take her mother seriously.

So thinking, the anger slowly receded, and then calm down.

Looking around, Rong Hua's eyes fell on the bookshelf in front of him, where there were full cabinets of books.

Rong Zheng is good at writing and likes reading. He is tired of reading, just like a scholar.

That's what attracts her most.

Standing in front of the bookcase, he took a book and looked at it.

A bookmark floated down at her feet.